Im Jay sis is Kai

and yes this happened to me a bunch of times- arm getting hurt but not telling no one.

Also....

Guys I need helpBoy dramaSo basically there's this seventh grade boy who I talk to in my Spanish classWe're just friends.And then suddenly two boys who also sit at my table think I like him!And now they're teasing me for it and I'm getting SICK of it!I NEED HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!

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One day, Jay found himself clutching his arm as he made his way toward Kai's room. His steps were hesitant, each one weighed down by uncertainty and a lingering fear. He stopped outside Kai's door, the thought of reaching out for help both comforting and intimidating.

Suddenly, Jay's resolve wavered. He turned and rushed back to his own room, his heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and frustration. He felt like he was caught in an emotional tug-of-war, torn between the need for comfort and the fear of imposing.

A few minutes later, Kai decided to check in on Jay. He walked down the hall, his mind preoccupied with the thought of his younger brother. When he reached Jay's room, he noticed the door slightly ajar and pushed it open gently.

Inside, Jay was sitting on his bed, his shoulders slumped and his gaze fixed on the floor. Kai stepped in quietly and sat down next to him, his presence warm and reassuring.

"You backed out on coming to me, huh?" Kai said softly, placing his hand on Jay's knees. His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of concern behind it.

Jay flinched slightly but didn't look up. He nodded, a small, defeated gesture. "I... I was going to come, but I just... I couldn't."

Kai's heart ached for his brother. He reached out and pulled Jay into a comforting hug, his arms enveloping him with a sense of security. "Buddy, we need to work on your confidence levels," Kai said, his voice tender and understanding. "It's okay to be scared, but you don't have to go through this alone. I'm here for you."

Jay clung to Kai, his emotions spilling over as he finally allowed himself to be vulnerable. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he buried his face into Kai's shoulder. "I didn't want to bother you," Jay admitted, his voice muffled but filled with emotion.

Kai held him tighter, brushing a soothing hand over Jay's back. "Jay, you're never a bother. I care about you more than you know, and it's okay to need help. You don't have to face everything on your own."

Jay's breathing began to steady as Kai's words sank in. The warmth of his brother's embrace provided a solace that Jay had been craving but was too afraid to admit.

After a few moments, Kai gently pulled back to look at Jay's face. "How's your arm feeling?" he asked, his concern still evident.

Jay gave a small, appreciative smile. "It's... it's still hurting a bit. But... I think I'm ready to talk about it now."

Kai's eyes softened with relief. "Good. We'll take care of it together. And remember, no matter what happens, I'm always here for you."

Jay nodded, feeling a sense of reassurance he hadn't felt before. "Thanks, Kai. I really needed this."

Kai smiled, ruffling Jay's hair affectionately. "Anytime, buddy. Now let's get you sorted out. We'll take it step by step."

As Kai helped Jay with his arm, the room was filled with a renewed sense of comfort and trust. The bond between the two brothers grew stronger, reinforced by the understanding and support that only someone who truly cared could provide.

Or

One day, Jay sat on the edge of his bed, clutching his arm as a sharp, relentless pain throbbed through it. His face was pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He winced every time the pain surged, trying his best to remain quiet. He didn't want to call for Kai. Not again.

He glanced around the room, hoping for a distraction—something to take his mind off the pain. But the discomfort was so intense that it was impossible to focus on anything else. His breath hitched as he fought back the urge to cry out.

Where was Kai?

Jay felt so small in that moment, wishing he had the strength to handle this on his own. But the pain was overwhelming. He thought about getting up to find his older brother but found himself frozen in place, afraid to move his arm even the slightest bit.

A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and Kai stepped in, carrying his medic bag. His eyes immediately found Jay, curled up on the bed, trying to keep it together. Kai's expression softened, but there was also a weariness in his eyes, as if he knew this scenario all too well.

Kai sighed deeply, shaking his head. "Oh, Jay..." he muttered softly as he walked over, sitting beside his brother.

Jay tried to sit up straighter, wiping at his face, but the pain wouldn't let him. He winced and clutched his arm tighter, his breathing uneven.

Kai looked at him with a mixture of concern and understanding. "You're hurting, aren't you?" Kai said quietly, not needing an answer as he began to rummage through his medic bag.

Jay nodded reluctantly, unable to hide it any longer. "It's really bad this time, Kai. I didn't know what to do," he admitted, his voice shaky.

Kai gave a small smile, his hand resting gently on Jay's shoulder. "I figured you were trying to tough it out on your own," he said. "But buddy, you don't have to. That's why I'm here."

Jay blinked back tears as Kai carefully took his arm to examine it. The pain flared up again, and Jay bit his lip, trying not to cry out.

"Hey, hey," Kai soothed, looking up into Jay's eyes. "I've got you. It's going to be okay. Just breathe for me, alright?"

Jay nodded, though his body tensed with each pulse of pain. Kai was calm, focused as he unwrapped the tools from his bag, methodically going through the steps to help his brother.

Kai glanced up, seeing how hard Jay was working to hold it together. "You don't have to be strong all the time, you know?" he said quietly, beginning to apply a cold compress to Jay's arm.

"I just... didn't want to bother you," Jay murmured, his voice almost a whisper. "I know you have so much to do, and I just... I didn't want to be a burden."

Kai froze for a second before meeting Jay's eyes. His expression softened, but there was a seriousness behind his words. "Jay, you're never a burden. Never. You're my brother, and taking care of you is what matters most to me."

Jay's eyes filled with unshed tears. "But... I didn't want you to get mad. You always seem so... you know, busy."

Kai let out a soft laugh and ruffled Jay's hair. "Busy? Sure. Mad? Never. Especially not at you. Jay, if you're in pain, I want you to come to me. That's what family is for."

Jay blinked, finally letting a few tears slip down his cheeks. "I just... didn't want to seem weak."

Kai gently placed his hand on Jay's cheek, wiping the tears away. "Weak? Jay, you're the furthest thing from weak. You're brave for even dealing with this pain. But being brave also means knowing when to ask for help."

Jay nodded slowly, leaning into Kai's touch, the warmth of his brother's words sinking in. "I'm sorry, Kai. I should've come to you sooner."

Kai smiled softly, his voice filled with affection. "It's okay, buddy. I'm here now. We'll get through this together."
Or.....

One day, Jay was alone in his room, clutching his arm, which throbbed with an intense pain. It felt as though the ache was radiating deep from his bones, and every slight movement made it worse. He gritted his teeth, trying to tough it out, but the pain was unbearable. His thoughts raced, wondering where Kai was. Normally, his older brother was always nearby, ready to help. But now, Kai was nowhere to be seen.

Jay tried to get up, but the pain shot through him like lightning, and he gasped, collapsing back onto the bed. His heart pounded, and a mix of panic and frustration built up inside him. He didn't want to call out for Kai, thinking he could handle it. But after a few moments, he couldn't take it anymore. The pain was too overwhelming.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Kai stepped in, his medical bag slung over his shoulder. He took one look at Jay, curled up and clutching his arm, and sighed, his face softening with concern.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai said, shaking his head slightly as he walked over to the bed. His voice was gentle but filled with a touch of exasperation, knowing Jay had likely tried to endure it alone for far too long.

Jay looked up, his face pale with pain, and tried to manage a weak smile. "I... didn't want to bother you."

Kai knelt beside him, placing his bag on the floor and reaching out to gently touch Jay's arm. "Jay, you don't ever bother me. You know that. You should've called me the moment this started."

Jay winced as Kai's fingers carefully assessed the area, and he couldn't hold back a small cry of pain. His voice trembled. "I thought it'd go away."

Kai sighed again, this time more softly, as he pulled out some supplies from his bag. "You always think that, don't you? And it never does."

Jay looked down, ashamed, but Kai gave him a reassuring smile as he began prepping a cold compress to help with the swelling.

"Buddy, we've talked about this," Kai said gently, placing the compress on Jay's arm. "When something's wrong, you need to come to me right away. You don't have to go through this by yourself. That's what I'm here for."

Jay bit his lip, trying not to let the pain overwhelm him. "I just... I don't want to be a burden. You've got enough on your plate."

Kai shook his head, his expression turning serious. "Jay, you are never a burden. You're my brother. Taking care of you is not something I have to do; it's something I want to do. It's what family does."

Jay's eyes started to well up with tears, and he tried to blink them away. "I know... I just..."

"Shhh," Kai interrupted gently, brushing Jay's hair back from his forehead. "I know you feel like you have to be strong all the time, but you don't. Not with me. You can lean on me, Jay."

Kai applied the compress carefully, keeping an eye on Jay's face to make sure he wasn't in too much pain. After a few moments of silence, Kai's voice softened. "I can see how bad this is, Jay. You've been holding this in for too long, haven't you?"

Jay finally nodded, tears spilling down his cheeks. "It hurts, Kai. It really hurts."

Kai's heart ached hearing those words, and he immediately pulled Jay into a careful, gentle hug, being mindful of his arm. "I'm sorry you've been in pain for this long. I'm going to help you, okay? We'll get through this together."

Jay buried his face in Kai's shoulder, his tears soaking into his brother's shirt as the weight of everything he'd been holding in began to release. He felt safe in Kai's arms, like he didn't have to pretend to be okay anymore.

"You don't have to be strong all the time," Kai whispered. "That's what I'm here for."

Jay nodded against him, his voice muffled but grateful. "Thanks, Kai."

Kai smiled softly, rubbing Jay's back in soothing circles. "Always, Jay. Always."

One day, Jay was sitting in his room, gripping his arm tightly as an intense wave of pain shot through him. His whole body tensed, and he winced, trying his best to manage it without calling for help. He glanced around the room, hoping Kai would pass by like he always did, but there was no sign of him. The pain in his arm worsened, and Jay's heart began to race.

He didn't want to disturb Kai. Again. After all, Kai had been helping him so much lately, and Jay didn't want to be a burden. But as the pain increased, his thoughts grew blurry, and before long, he was curled up on his bed, clutching his arm with a shaky breath.

Moments later, the door creaked open, and Kai stepped inside, his medic bag slung over his shoulder. He took one look at Jay and sighed deeply, his face softening with a mix of understanding and concern.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai muttered, his voice tinged with a mix of disappointment and sympathy. He moved quickly to Jay's side, kneeling down beside the bed. "Why didn't you come to me earlier?"

Jay bit his lip, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. "I... I didn't want to bother you, Kai."

Kai shook his head, his expression a blend of frustration and affection. "Jay, we've talked about this. You're not bothering me." He opened his medic bag, pulling out some supplies and carefully inspecting Jay's arm. "You don't have to go through this alone."

As he gently pressed on Jay's arm, Jay winced, the pain flaring up again. Kai's brows furrowed, and his voice softened. "It's okay, buddy. I've got you." He began applying a cooling gel to Jay's arm, his touch careful and precise, but his eyes never left his brother's face.

Jay clenched his jaw, trying to stifle his discomfort. His voice was shaky as he spoke, "I just... didn't want you to think I couldn't handle it."

Kai paused for a moment, his hand resting on Jay's shoulder. He looked into Jay's eyes, his voice gentle but firm. "Jay, needing help doesn't mean you can't handle things. It just means you're human. And guess what? Even I need help sometimes."

Jay glanced at him, surprised by the honesty in Kai's words. "But... you're always so strong."

Kai chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I'm strong because I have people like you to lean on. Just like you can lean on me." He finished wrapping Jay's arm, ensuring everything was secured and comfortable. "We're brothers. We look out for each other."

Jay finally let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. "I... I know. I just don't want to be a burden."

Kai's expression softened even more as he sat down next to Jay on the bed, pulling him into a light, reassuring hug. "You're not a burden. Not even close." He ruffled Jay's hair playfully, trying to lift his spirits. "Do you know how many times I've come to you when I needed help, even if I didn't say it out loud?"

Jay blinked in surprise, shaking his head. "Really?"

"Really," Kai nodded, his tone honest. "You've been there for me more times than you know. And now, I'm here for you. That's what family does."

Jay felt a tear slip down his cheek, but this time it wasn't from the pain in his arm. It was the warmth in his chest, the comfort of knowing Kai truly understood. "Thanks, Kai," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Kai smiled and patted his back. "Anytime, little bro. Now, how's the arm feeling?"

Jay flexed his fingers slightly, testing the bandage. "Better. A lot better."

"Good," Kai said, standing up and grabbing his bag. "But next time, don't wait until it's this bad, alright? Just come find me."

Jay nodded, feeling lighter than he had before. "I will, I promise."

Kai winked at him before heading to the door. "And hey, maybe after this, we can go grab something to eat. My treat."

Jay smiled, feeling the weight of his earlier fear lifting. "Deal."

Lol I have a bunch of scenarios so bear with me

One day, Jay was sitting alone in his room, his face twisted in discomfort as he clutched his arm. The pain was sharp, shooting from his shoulder down to his wrist, and it was growing worse by the minute. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his breathing grew shallow. He gritted his teeth, trying to will it away. He didn't want to call for Kai.

He glanced around the room, hoping, praying  that Kai would walk in. But the hallway outside was silent, and there was no sign of the fiery red ninja. Jay's heart pounded in his chest. He didn't want to be a burden. Kai had enough on his plate without having to deal with Jay's pain.

He curled up on his side, hugging his arm close to his chest, trying to breathe through it. But the pain kept flaring, throbbing with intensity. His mind raced. What if something was really wrong this time? What if—

The door creaked open, and Jay's breath hitched. In walked Kai, carrying his medic bag. He had a tired look on his face but his eyes immediately softened when he saw Jay curled up on the bed, clearly in pain.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai sighed, his voice filled with both concern and a hint of exasperation as he crossed the room quickly. He set his bag down on the floor next to Jay's bed and knelt beside him. "Why didn't you call me?"

Jay didn't answer, his head ducked down as he focused on his breathing, desperately trying to keep the pain at bay. Kai's heart clenched at the sight of his brother suffering.

Kai shook his head, pulling out some supplies from his bag. "You've gotta stop doing this to yourself, buddy." His voice was soft, patient. He reached out to touch Jay's arm gently, but Jay flinched, pulling back.

Kai sighed again and sat down beside Jay on the bed. "Look at me, Jay."

But Jay didn't move. His body was tense, his face hidden in his arms. He was trying so hard to be strong, but it was clear to Kai that Jay was struggling.

"Jay, come on. I need you to look at me, okay? I can't help you unless you let me."

Still, Jay didn't budge. His breathing was ragged, and Kai could see the tension in his body as he tried to hide the pain.

Kai's chest tightened. He hated seeing Jay like this—so vulnerable, so afraid. Slowly, Kai reached over and pulled Jay into a hug, wrapping his arms around his younger brother. "It's okay, Jay. I'm here." His voice was soothing, like a warm blanket wrapping around Jay.

Jay's body stiffened for a moment, but then something in him broke, and he slumped into Kai's arms, finally letting go. His breath hitched as tears started to fall, silent at first, then heavier. He clutched at Kai's gi, his body trembling.

Kai held him tighter, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "You don't have to hold it in, Jay. I've got you. I've always got you."

Jay sobbed quietly into Kai's chest, the pain in his arm still there, but the emotional weight even heavier. Kai didn't say anything for a while, just held him, letting him cry it out. Jay's fingers dug into Kai's side as he let out everything he'd been holding in—fear, frustration, and pain.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Kai spoke again, his voice low and gentle. "Jay, I need you to trust me, okay? I know you don't want to bother me, but you have to come to me when something's wrong. I'm your brother. That's what I'm here for."

Jay sniffled, his voice shaky. "I... I didn't want to be a burden... I didn't want you to get mad."

Kai pulled back slightly, just enough to tilt Jay's face up so he could look into his eyes. "Jay, you're never a burden. Not to me. And I'm not mad. I'm worried." He brushed some of Jay's hair out of his eyes. "I hate seeing you in pain, and I hate that you don't come to me when you need help."

Jay blinked, his eyes red from crying. "I just... I didn't want to bother you."

Kai shook his head, his expression soft. "You'll never bother me. You're my little brother, Jay. I love you. And it's okay to ask for help when you need it."

Jay's lip quivered as he fought back another wave of tears. "I'm sorry, Kai. I just... I didn't know what to do."

Kai smiled gently and pulled him back into the hug. "It's okay. You don't have to know what to do. That's what I'm here for." He squeezed Jay tight, his voice filled with warmth. "You just need to come to me, alright?"

Jay nodded into Kai's chest, the tears still coming, but the pain in his heart easing just a little. "Okay. I will."

Kai pulled back slightly again, his hands resting on Jay's shoulders. "Now, let me take a look at that arm, okay?"

Jay nodded, sniffling, as Kai gently unwrapped his arm from his chest and began to examine it. As Kai worked, Jay's tears slowly subsided, replaced with a sense of comfort he hadn't felt in a while. He wasn't alone. He had Kai. And that made all the difference.

Kai finished wrapping Jay's arm in a bandage, patting it gently. "There. How does that feel?"

Jay flexed his fingers, the pain still there but far more manageable. "Better. A lot better."

Kai smiled, ruffling Jay's hair again. "Good. But remember, you've gotta come to me sooner next time, alright?"

Jay smiled weakly, his voice soft but sincere. "I will. I promise."

Kai stood up, grabbing his bag, and gave Jay one last look. "You want to go grab some food? Maybe take your mind off things for a bit?"

Jay nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah, I'd like that."

One day, Jay sat on the edge of his bed, hunched over, his arm cradled close to his chest. He could feel the sharp, throbbing pain radiating through it, growing worse by the minute. Every slight movement sent a jolt of discomfort through him, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. He winced but remained silent, biting his lip. He didn't want to call out for Kai. He didn't want to be a burden.

He looked around the room, scanning for any sign of his brother, but Kai wasn't there. Jay sighed deeply, clutching his arm tighter as the pain intensified. It wasn't just physical; there was a knot of worry in his chest that made the pain feel worse. He hated feeling weak, hated the idea of bothering Kai, especially when Kai was always so strong, so capable.

But then, as if on cue, the door creaked open. Kai stepped inside, his medic bag slung over his shoulder. His eyes immediately found Jay, and he let out a soft, tired sigh, his expression filled with both understanding and exasperation.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai said softly, his voice laced with sympathy. He walked over to his brother, his eyes already scanning Jay's hunched form, noticing how tightly he was holding his arm. "You should've come to me sooner."

Jay didn't respond, keeping his gaze fixed on the floor. His arm throbbed, but his mouth wouldn't let him speak up. He could feel his throat tightening with unshed tears, and he hated it. He didn't want to seem weak in front of Kai.

Kai knelt beside him, setting his medic bag down with a thud. He took in a slow breath, watching Jay carefully. "Let me see your arm," he said, reaching out gently.

Jay flinched, his grip on his arm tightening even further. "I... I'm fine," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Kai sighed again, but this time it was softer, more patient. "Jay, look at me."

Jay shook his head, refusing to meet Kai's eyes. The pain was too much, and so was the shame. He didn't want Kai to see him like this—vulnerable, hurting, unable to handle something as simple as a sore arm.

"Jay," Kai said, more firmly this time, but still with a gentleness that only an older brother could have. "Look at me."

Still, Jay didn't move. His shoulders shook slightly, and a tear slipped down his cheek, though he tried his best to hide it. The pain in his arm was becoming unbearable, but the thought of showing weakness felt worse. He didn't want Kai to be disappointed in him.

Seeing that Jay wasn't going to respond, Kai shifted closer, sitting beside him on the bed. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around Jay in a firm, reassuring hug. Jay tensed at first, still holding back, but the warmth of Kai's embrace slowly began to break through his defenses.

Kai rested his chin on top of Jay's head, speaking in a soft, soothing tone. "It's okay, Jay. I'm not mad. I'm just worried about you."

Jay's breath hitched, and he finally let out a shaky sob, his body trembling against Kai's. He clutched onto his older brother, the pain in his arm momentarily forgotten as the emotional weight he'd been carrying finally spilled over.

"I didn't want to bother you," Jay whispered, his voice thick with tears. "I didn't want you to think I was weak."

Kai tightened his hold on Jay, gently rubbing his back. "You're not weak, Jay. You never have been. But you've got to stop trying to handle everything on your own."

Jay buried his face in Kai's shoulder, the tears now flowing freely. "I just... didn't want you to be disappointed in me."

Kai pulled back slightly, just enough to cup Jay's face in his hands and make him look up. His eyes were soft, filled with nothing but love and concern. "Jay, I could never be disappointed in you. You're my brother, and I love you. I just want you to trust me enough to come to me when you're hurting."

Jay sniffled, wiping at his eyes with his free hand. "I do trust you..."

Kai shook his head gently. "Not enough, buddy. If you did, you wouldn't have let it get this bad." He reached for Jay's arm again, this time more carefully, and Jay didn't pull away. "You don't have to do this alone. I'm here, okay?"

Jay nodded, feeling a fresh wave of emotion swell in his chest. "I'm sorry, Kai."

"Hey, there's nothing to apologize for." Kai smiled softly as he began to examine Jay's arm, his touch careful and practiced. "I'm just glad you're letting me help."

Jay winced as Kai pressed lightly on a tender spot, but he didn't pull away this time. "It really hurts..."

"I know," Kai said, his voice full of sympathy. "But I've got you, okay? We'll get this sorted out. You just need to trust me."

Jay nodded again, his tears slowing as the comfort of Kai's presence soothed him. He watched as Kai skillfully wrapped his arm in a bandage, the pain slowly easing under his brother's care.

"Thanks, Kai," Jay murmured once the bandage was in place.

Kai smiled, pulling Jay into another hug, this one lighter but still filled with warmth. "Anytime, little bro. Anytime."

One day, Jay was sitting on the edge of his bed, gripping his arm tightly, teeth clenched as a searing pain shot through his body. It was worse than any other flare-up he'd had before, and this time, it left him nearly breathless. He looked around the room, desperate for a sign of Kai, but there was no one in sight. The pain in his arm pulsed, making him squeeze his eyes shut, trying to hold back a sob.

He didn't want to call out for Kai. Not again. Not for this. I can handle it, Jay thought to himself, though every sharp throb said otherwise. His chest tightened, and his breath hitched. Jay's whole body trembled as he tried to hold it together, silently hoping the pain would ease on its own. But it didn't.

It grew worse.

Jay couldn't bring himself to move or say anything, paralyzed by both the pain and the thought of being a burden.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Kai stepped into the room, his medic bag slung over his shoulder. His eyes immediately fell on Jay, hunched over, gripping his arm with a pale face. Kai's expression fell. His jaw tightened as he let out a deep, frustrated sigh.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai muttered, quickly crossing the room and kneeling down in front of his brother. His eyes filled with concern as he reached out gently, touching Jay's arm. "Why didn't you come to me sooner?"

Jay didn't respond. He just sat there, shaking, staring at the ground. His lips quivered, and his breathing was shallow. His knuckles were white from how tightly he was holding his arm.

Kai sighed again, but this time there was a softness in his voice. "Jay... Look at me."

Jay shook his head, eyes still locked on the floor, tears beginning to spill down his cheeks. He didn't want to meet Kai's gaze. He didn't want Kai to see how much pain he was in.

Kai wasn't having it. He set his medic bag down beside him and reached out, wrapping his arms around Jay, pulling him into a tight hug. Jay tensed at first but soon melted into the embrace, his tears spilling freely now as he clung to Kai's jacket.

Kai could feel Jay's heart pounding, beating erratically against his chest, and that's when his own heart sank. It wasn't just the pain that was killing Jay—it was the fear, the helplessness, the feeling of being weak. Kai's grip tightened, his protective instincts flaring up.

Who would do something like this to his little brother?

"Jay," Kai whispered, voice low and filled with emotion, "you don't have to do this alone."

Jay sniffled, still burying his face in Kai's shoulder, unwilling to speak. He felt so small, so ashamed for letting it get this bad. But Kai wasn't about to let him stay in that headspace. He gently lifted Jay's chin, forcing his brother to meet his gaze.

"Jay, look at me," Kai said firmly, but not unkindly. "You're my little brother, and I'm here to protect you. You don't have to be strong all the time, okay?"

Jay's lips trembled as he finally locked eyes with Kai. His voice was barely a whisper when he finally spoke. "I didn't want to bother you."

Kai's expression softened even more, but there was an underlying tension—an anger that wasn't directed at Jay but at the world for making his brother feel like he couldn't ask for help. "Jay, buddy... You're never a bother. Never." His voice grew more firm, "I need you to trust me. You should have come to me the second this started hurting."

"But..." Jay started, his voice cracking. "I didn't want you to get mad at me."

Kai frowned deeply and pulled Jay back into another hug, his chin resting on top of Jay's head. "Mad at you? Jay, the only thing that makes me mad is seeing you hurt and not telling me."

Jay's body shuddered as he let out a choked sob, the pain in his arm momentarily forgotten in the warmth of Kai's embrace. "I... I didn't want you to worry."

"Jay, I'll always worry about you," Kai said softly, but his voice held a fierce protective edge. "You're my brother. My responsibility. I don't care if I have to drop everything to help you—I will. Every time."

Jay's tears flowed freely now, his hands clutching onto Kai's jacket as if it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His heart still thumped hard against his brother's chest, and Kai could feel the desperation in each beat.

Kai's eyes hardened as he gently rubbed circles on Jay's back. He wasn't just angry at the situation—he was furious. Furious that someone, something, had hurt his brother this way. Whoever—or whatever—was responsible for this pain in Jay's arm, Kai would find them. And they would pay.

But right now, all that mattered was Jay.

"Let me take care of you, okay?" Kai said, pulling back slightly to look Jay in the eyes. He grabbed Jay's trembling hand and gave it a firm squeeze. "You don't have to go through this alone. Not ever."

Jay hesitated for a moment, then nodded, the weight of Kai's words finally sinking in. "Okay," he whispered. "Okay, Kai."

Kai smiled softly, though his heart still ached for his brother. "That's my Jay. Now, let's see what we can do about that arm, alright?"

Jay nodded again, finally allowing Kai to inspect his injured arm. As Kai carefully worked, applying ointments and bandaging it up, his mind couldn't shake the thought: "No one hurts my brother. Not while I'm around."

But he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he focused on his brother, comforting him with gentle words and a steady presence.

When Kai finished, he looked up at Jay, his voice soft but serious. "You're not alone, Jay. You'll never be alone, got it?"

Jay sniffled, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. "Got it."

Kai smiled, pulling Jay into one last hug. "Good. Now, let's get some rest, okay?"

Jay, still trembling but feeling a little lighter, nodded against Kai's chest. "Thanks, Kai."

"Anytime, little bro," Kai whispered, tightening his arms around Jay. "Anytime."

One afternoon, Jay was lying on his bed, eyes shut tight, his right arm clutched against his chest as a searing pain radiated through it. His breath came in shallow bursts as he tried to ride out the agony. He didn't want to disturb anyone—especially Kai. After all, he should've known better than to push himself too hard on that last mission.

The pain intensified, sharp and relentless, and Jay's mind raced with panic. His heart was pounding in his chest, and beads of sweat gathered at his forehead. He glanced at the door, hoping Kai would pass by, hoping he could somehow summon the courage to call for him. But when no one appeared, Jay squeezed his eyes shut again, biting his lip to stifle a groan.

Just then, as if the universe had heard his silent plea, the door creaked open, and Kai walked in. He had his medic bag slung over his shoulder, his face immediately twisting into concern when he saw Jay.

"Jay?" Kai's voice was gentle but carried a weight of worry. He stepped forward, but when Jay didn't respond, he sighed heavily. "Oh, Jay..."

He moved swiftly to the bed, setting his bag down and kneeling beside Jay. "Why didn't you come find me?"

Jay didn't answer. He couldn't. He didn't want to admit the real reason—didn't want to say that he was afraid of bothering Kai yet again, of making Kai think he was weak.

Kai reached out, his hand hovering just over Jay's trembling form before finally resting on his shoulder. "Look at me, Jay," Kai urged, his voice soft but firm.

But Jay didn't. He kept his eyes squeezed shut, lips trembling as another wave of pain surged through his arm. His breathing became shallow, and his heart raced against his chest, thumping so loudly that it echoed in his ears.

Kai frowned, his concern deepening. He could feel the rapid, frantic beat of Jay's heart as he leaned closer, his own heart heavy with frustration. Without hesitation, he gently wrapped his arms around Jay, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Jay," he murmured into his brother's ear, "please... just look at me."

Still, Jay remained silent, his body tense and rigid in Kai's hold. Kai's grip tightened slightly, his jaw clenching as he could feel the fear and pain practically radiating off Jay.

It wasn't just the physical pain that bothered Kai—it was the idea that Jay felt like he had to bear it alone. The very thought ignited a surge of anger deep within him.

Who taught someone this? Who made Jay feel like he couldn't ask for help?

Kai's mind raced, frustration boiling under the surface. Who in the world teaches someone that they shouldn't reach out for help when they're hurting? Who could have put that kind of fear in Jay's head?

"Who?!" Kai muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible, but the frustration was clear. He hated the idea that Jay—his little brother—was sitting here in agony, alone, too afraid or ashamed to come to him.

"Jay, buddy... this—this isn't how it's supposed to be." Kai's voice cracked as he spoke, his anger mixing with concern. He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at Jay's face. "You're my brother. You don't have to do this by yourself."

Jay's eyes fluttered open, his blue eyes clouded with pain and guilt. "I... I didn't want to bother you," he whispered, his voice so quiet that Kai had to lean in to hear him.

Kai closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath to steady his emotions. When he opened them again, there was nothing but pure determination. "Jay, you're never bothering me. Ever. You're hurting, and I'm here to help you. That's what brothers do."

Kai gently tilted Jay's face toward him, forcing Jay to meet his gaze. "Look at me, Jay," he repeated, his voice firm but filled with love. "You're not alone in this. You never have to be."

Jay's lip trembled as he fought back tears. "But I... I didn't want to seem weak."

"Jay," Kai's voice softened, his heart aching for his brother, "asking for help isn't weak. It's one of the strongest things you can do. Do you know how much it takes to admit that you need someone?"

Jay sniffled, finally letting a few tears slip down his cheeks. "I... I just didn't want to be a burden."

Kai's eyes widened, and his hands tightened slightly around Jay's shoulders. "A burden? Jay, you're my brother. You could never be a burden." He shook his head, his own emotions swirling. "I've needed help too, more times than you can imagine, and you've been there for me every single time. Why would I think any different of you?"

Jay finally broke down, sobbing quietly into Kai's chest. The pain in his arm forgotten for a moment, he clutched onto his brother, tears flowing freely now. Kai wrapped his arms even tighter around him, his heart breaking for his little brother.

"I love you, Jay," Kai whispered, pressing his chin to the top of Jay's head. "I love you so much. But you have to trust me. You have to know that you can always come to me, no matter what."

Jay nodded against him, his voice muffled through the tears. "I do... I do trust you, Kai."

"No, Jay," Kai said softly but firmly, pulling back just enough to look into his brother's tear-filled eyes. "If you trusted me, you would have come to me before the pain got this bad. You wouldn't have tried to hide it. I know you're strong, but being strong doesn't mean doing everything by yourself."

Jay sobbed harder, clutching onto Kai even more tightly as his body shook with emotion. Kai could feel Jay's heart racing against his chest, thudding with such intensity that it pained him even more.

"Jay, listen to me," Kai said, his voice filled with nothing but warmth and care. "You don't have to prove anything to me. I know how strong you are. But you don't have to fight every battle on your own. That's why I'm here. That's why we're brothers."

Jay nodded, his breath shaky as he buried his face deeper into Kai's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I... I'll try to be better."

Kai smiled softly, hugging Jay close. "That's all I ask, little bro. Just trust me, okay?"

"I will," Jay murmured through his tears. "I promise."

Jay sat on the edge of his bed, hunched over, his entire body shaking as a massive pain flared through his arm. He bit down hard on his lip, trying to stifle the groan that threatened to escape. His thoughts raced, and his vision blurred from the intensity of the pain. He instinctively clutched his arm tighter, but it only made things worse. The room was empty, quiet, and Jay's heart sank further.

Kai wasn't there. He hadn't seen Kai all morning, and Jay didn't know where to turn. Should I try to handle this on my own? He wondered, doubt creeping in. Jay couldn't bring himself to leave the room to find Kai. He couldn't bring himself to ask for help—not again.

He stayed there, trembling, the pain making it hard to think. His heart raced in his chest, and he could feel sweat dripping down his face. Don't bother him... Don't bother Kai again, Jay kept telling himself, though his arm screamed in protest.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and there stood Kai, holding his medic bag. His expression shifted immediately as his eyes landed on Jay, who was doing his best to remain silent. A sigh escaped Kai's lips as he shook his head and walked over to the bed, sitting down beside his younger brother.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai's voice was soft, but there was a note of frustration beneath it. "Why didn't you come to me?"

Jay didn't respond. He couldn't. His throat felt tight, and he kept his gaze glued to the floor, his grip still firm on his throbbing arm.

Kai sighed again, more deeply this time, and reached into his bag for supplies. "Let me guess... you were afraid you'd bother me? Or maybe you thought I'd get mad and start yelling?"

Jay flinched at that, but he still said nothing. He felt so small, and he wished Kai would just go.

He didn't.

"Jay, look at me," Kai said, a little more firmly this time.

But Jay didn't move. He couldn't. His mind was racing with anxiety, his thoughts swirling around the idea that Kai would be angry, that Kai would get frustrated with him for needing help again. He pictured Kai storming around, breaking things, lighting everything on fire in his cocky, fiery way. That thought only made Jay's heart race faster, pounding hard against his chest.

Kai could feel it—he could feel Jay's heart thudding against his body as if it were his own, and it made his blood boil. His fists clenched, but not in anger at Jay. Who teaches someone not to ask for help? he fumed internally. Who made him so scared of coming to me, his own brother? Who did this to him?!

Without a word, Kai gently pulled Jay into a tight hug, wrapping his arms around his trembling little brother. Jay's body tensed for a moment, then slowly, he melted into Kai's embrace. His breathing was shallow, his chest rising and falling in quick, uneven bursts, but Kai held him firmly, steady, grounding him.

"Jay," Kai murmured, his voice low but full of emotion. "You don't ever have to be afraid of me. I'm not going to get mad because you need help. That's what I'm here for."

Jay's breath hitched, and his arms tightened around Kai's back. "I... I didn't want you to... break things. Or... yell at me."

Kai's heart sank. He pulled back slightly to look at Jay's face, cupping his brother's cheek with one hand. "Jay, listen to me," he said softly, his tone firm but loving. "I'm not going to yell at you. I'm not going to break things because you're hurt. You know me better than that, right?"

Jay hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. "But... you're always so... angry when things go wrong. I thought—"

Kai shook his head, cutting him off. "Jay, buddy, I get mad when people don't listen, or when someone's in danger and I can't fix it right away. But you? You're my little brother. I'm never going to be mad at you for being hurt or needing help. Never."

Jay's lips trembled, and his eyes filled with tears. "I... I didn't want to disappoint you."

"You could never disappoint me," Kai whispered, pulling Jay back into the hug, holding him even tighter. "You're strong, Jay. You're tougher than you know. But that doesn't mean you have to do everything alone."

Jay finally let the tears fall. They came in heavy sobs, his whole body shaking as he cried into Kai's chest, clutching him like a lifeline. The pain in his arm was still there, but it was nothing compared to the pain of carrying all that fear and doubt inside him.

Kai could feel the wetness of Jay's tears soaking through his shirt, but he didn't care. All that mattered was that Jay was safe, that he was finally letting go of everything he'd been holding in. He rubbed Jay's back gently, murmuring soft reassurances as his brother cried.

"I love you, Jay," Kai whispered. "You hear me? I love you so much. And nothing's going to change that."

"I-I love you too," Jay choked out between sobs, his grip on Kai tightening.

Kai smiled sadly, feeling his own emotions bubbling up inside him. "You need to learn to trust me, Jay. Trust that I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

"I do trust you," Jay sniffled, pulling back slightly to wipe at his eyes. "I just... I didn't want to bother you."

Kai shook his head, his voice gentle but firm. "You're not bothering me. You're never bothering me. You're my brother. And I'm your older brother. It's my job to be here for you, to take care of you when you need it."

Jay looked down at his arm, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was just... scared."

"I know," Kai said softly, lifting Jay's chin so their eyes met. "But you don't have to be scared with me. Ever."

Jay nodded slowly, a small, tired smile breaking through the tears. Kai smiled back, brushing a strand of hair out of Jay's face.

"Now," Kai said, his voice lightening, "let's take care of that arm, alright?"

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One day, Jay was sitting in his room, clutching his arm as a sharp, unbearable pain surged through it. His breath was ragged, his heart pounding in his chest, and all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and pray the pain would go away. He didn't call for help. He didn't even try to find Kai. He was too afraid of what might happen if he did.

Kai, always alert and attentive to his brother, had noticed something off. When Jay didn't show up for training, Kai grabbed his medic bag and decided to check on him. The moment he stepped into Jay's room, his heart sank at the sight of his younger brother curled up on the bed, gripping his arm in agony.

Kai sighed deeply and muttered, "Oh, Jay..."

He quickly moved closer, kneeling beside the bed. "Jay, look at me," Kai said, his voice gentle but firm, trying to get Jay to focus. But Jay refused. He kept his eyes closed, his face twisted in pain, and his body trembling.

Kai frowned, frustration building up inside him. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Jay, pulling him into a tight hug. Jay's body shook against him, and Kai could feel his little brother's heart pounding furiously against his own chest. It was as if Jay's fear was coursing through both of them, and it broke Kai's heart.

"Jay..." Kai whispered, his voice strained. "You need to let me help you."

Jay didn't respond. His tears soaked into Kai's shirt, and his breathing was shallow, labored from both the pain and his anxiety.

Kai felt his own anger rising, but it wasn't directed at Jay. No, it was at whoever or whatever had made Jay believe he couldn't come to him. Kai's mind swirled with rage. *Who teaches someone not to ask for help? Who?!*

He clenched his jaw and held Jay tighter, feeling protective and furious all at once. It wasn't fair. Jay had always been so strong for everyone, and now, he was too afraid to even ask for help. That hurt Kai more than he could ever express.

After a few minutes, Kai pulled back slightly and looked at Jay. "Buddy, why didn't you come to me?" he asked softly, brushing the hair away from Jay's tear-streaked face. "I could've helped you sooner. Why didn't you ask?"

Jay's voice came out small, barely a whisper. "I... I didn't want to bother you."

Kai blinked, taken aback. "Bother me? Jay, you're never a bother. I'm your brother. You *can* come to me."

Jay's eyes finally fluttered open, and he looked up at Kai with a mixture of fear and guilt. "I was scared..." he admitted, his voice trembling. "I thought you'd... you'd get mad and break everything in the monastery and set stuff on fire and... yell at me."

Kai's heart shattered at those words. He knew where Jay was coming from—his own cocky, fiery nature had probably made Jay think he couldn't approach him when things went wrong. That wasn't what Kai wanted at all.

"Oh, buddy," Kai said, his voice cracking. He hugged Jay again, this time even tighter. "I'd never do that to you, Jay. I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like I would. I'm so sorry."

Jay sniffled, his tears starting to slow down, but the pain in his arm still hadn't eased. "But... but you're always so... cocky. And... loud."

Kai chuckled softly, though his heart was still heavy. "Yeah, I can be cocky. And loud. But that doesn't mean I don't care. I'm your brother, Jay. I'm here for you, no matter what. You don't ever have to be afraid of coming to me, okay?"

Jay nodded slowly, his tears drying as he leaned into Kai's embrace. "Okay," he whispered.

Kai pulled back just enough to get a good look at Jay's arm. "Now, let me see what's going on, alright? I'll take care of it. I promise."

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One afternoon, Jay was sitting alone in his room, clutching his arm, the pain unbearable. His fingers trembled as he held onto his arm, trying to will the pain away, but it only intensified. The ache wasn't just physical—it clawed at his mind, amplifying every doubt, every fear. He wanted to call for Kai, but the thought of Kai's reaction stopped him. What if Kai got angry? What if Kai broke things in his frustration? He couldn't bear the thought of making things worse.

Jay squeezed his eyes shut, biting down on his lip to stifle a cry. His heart pounded erratically, each beat hammering against his ribs. That was when Kai entered the room.

Kai had seen the signs—Jay had been avoiding him more than usual. With his medical bag slung over his shoulder, he stepped into Jay's room and sighed, instantly taking in the sight of his younger brother curled up, clearly in distress.

"Oh, Jay," Kai muttered under his breath, setting his bag down. He knelt beside Jay and placed a hand gently on his shoulder. "Why didn't you come to me earlier?"

Jay didn't respond, his head still down, too ashamed to meet Kai's gaze. He was afraid of what might happen. What if Kai snapped? What if he couldn't control his temper? Jay's heart thudded harder in his chest, the pain in his arm almost forgotten in the storm of emotions. Kai must've noticed the way Jay was trembling because he leaned in closer, concern etched across his face.

"Jay, look at me," Kai said, his voice soft but insistent.

But Jay couldn't. He just couldn't. His breath hitched, and he squeezed his arm tighter as if holding on for dear life. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. Kai wouldn't understand. He never did. Jay was afraid—afraid that Kai would blow up, light the monastery on fire in frustration, or yell at him for being weak.

Kai frowned, watching Jay struggle to open up. His patience didn't waver, though. With a sigh, he leaned forward and pulled his brother into a tight hug, arms enveloping Jay as he rested his chin atop Jay's head.

"Buddy," Kai whispered, his voice trembling just a bit, "I'm not mad at you. I'm worried."

The moment Kai's arms wrapped around him, Jay broke down. He sobbed uncontrollably, burying his face into Kai's chest. Kai could feel the intensity of Jay's heart beating rapidly against his own body, and it made his stomach churn with anger—not at Jay, but at the situation. Who had taught his brother not to ask for help? Who made him believe he had to suffer in silence? Kai clenched his jaw, his frustration rising.

Who on earth teaches someone not to ask for help? Who could make Jay feel like he had to face his pain alone? The anger simmered within Kai, but he kept it tightly controlled for Jay's sake.

Jay was crying so hard that Kai could feel his shirt becoming drenched with tears. Pools of water gathered beneath them, soaking the bed where they sat. It was as if Jay was letting out years of bottled-up pain, every sob tearing at Kai's heart.

"Jay," Kai whispered, his voice soft but full of emotion, "you don't have to do this on your own. I'm your brother. You can come to me—whenever you need, for anything. You don't have to be scared of how I'll react."

Jay shook his head, still clutching Kai's shirt, the sobs wracking his small frame. "I... I thought you'd be mad," he whispered between shaky breaths. "I thought you'd break everything, light stuff on fire, and... and yell at me."

Kai pulled back just enough to cup Jay's tear-streaked face in his hands, looking him directly in the eyes. "Jay, I would never do that. Not to you. Never to you." He stroked Jay's hair gently. "I know I can be cocky sometimes, but that doesn't mean I'd ever hurt you, okay? I love you, Jay. You're my little brother, and I'd never turn my back on you."

Jay hiccuped, his tears slowing just a bit, though he was still shaking. "I didn't want to bother you..."

Kai's heart ached hearing those words. He hugged Jay even tighter, not caring that his own clothes were now soaked through. "You're never a bother, Jay. Never. I'm always here for you, okay? Always." Kai's voice wavered with the intensity of his emotions, but he held it together. "We'll get through this together, alright? But you have to trust me. You have to let me help you."

Jay sniffled, nodding as he clung to Kai like a lifeline. "I'll try," he whispered, his voice raw from crying.

Kai smiled through the warmth in his chest, rubbing Jay's back gently. "That's all I ask, buddy. We'll figure this out together."

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One day, Jay felt an intense, sharp pain shoot through his arm, worse than anything he'd felt before. The pain was so overwhelming that he could barely think straight, but the one thought circling in his mind was to not bother Kai. He didn't want to cause any trouble or risk making Kai upset. So, he kept quiet, clutching his arm and gritting his teeth as he tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill.

But it wasn't long before Kai came into the room, medical bag slung over his shoulder, already sensing that something was wrong. He took one look at Jay, who was clearly in pain but trying to hide it, and sighed deeply.

"Oh, Jay..." Kai murmured, walking over to his brother's side. The concern was written all over his face as he knelt next to Jay. "Why didn't you come to me sooner?"

Jay didn't respond. He just sat there, eyes cast down, his breath shaky. His heart pounded in his chest, anxiety gripping him as Kai got closer. He knew that if he looked at his brother, he'd lose control, and he didn't want that.

Kai frowned. "Jay, look at me. Please."

But Jay didn't move. He kept his gaze locked on the floor, refusing to meet Kai's eyes, as if looking at him would make everything worse. Kai's heart broke seeing his brother like this, so instead of pushing further, he pulled Jay into a tight hug, wrapping his arms around him securely.

He could feel Jay's heart racing, pounding against his chest. It was like thunder, loud and erratic. The sound of it, the raw panic and pain in Jay's body, made Kai angry—not at Jay, but at whatever had taught him to keep his pain hidden, to not ask for help.

"Who teaches someone not to ask for help?" Kai thought, his anger simmering inside. "Who?!"

He could feel Jay trembling in his arms, and it only made his frustration grow. But Kai stayed calm for Jay's sake. He knew that getting angry would only make Jay retreat further.

Jay, still clutching his arm, muttered softly, "I didn't come to you because... I was afraid you'd... you'd break everything in the monastery, light stuff on fire, and yell at me." His voice was barely audible, laced with guilt and fear.

Kai's eyes widened in surprise, then softened. His heart sank at the thought that Jay was too afraid to come to him, thinking he'd react so violently. "Oh, buddy," Kai whispered, his voice gentle but firm. "Is that what you thought?"

Jay nodded, not lifting his head.

Kai pulled back slightly, still holding Jay by the shoulders. "Jay, you're my brother. You don't ever have to be afraid of me. Yes, I can be cocky and loud, but I would never hurt you. You're the best brother a guy could ask for."

Jay's lip trembled, and he buried his face in his pillow, trying to hide the tears that were now falling freely. He couldn't bring himself to look at Kai, not when he felt so vulnerable.

But Kai wasn't having any of that. Gently, but firmly, he reached over and directed Jay's face toward him, his fingers under Jay's chin, lifting it so they were eye to eye.

"Buddy," Kai said softly, his tone filled with care, "please don't assume things. Don't ever think I'll be mad at you for needing me. That's what I'm here for. You can always come to me."

Jay blinked, his tears making his vision blurry, but he could see the sincerity in Kai's eyes. His voice shook as he spoke, "I... I thought I was bothering you. I thought maybe... maybe you didn't need me as much."

Kai's eyes filled with emotion, and he shook his head. "Jay, no. Never. You're my little brother, and I love you. More than anything. Don't ever think that I don't need you. I do, every day."

Jay's heart ached hearing those words. He had spent so long keeping his feelings inside, believing that Kai was too busy or too tough to care about his pain. But now, hearing Kai say that, it felt like a weight was lifting off his shoulders.

Kai hugged him tightly once more, whispering, "You'll always be the best brother in my life, Jay. And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

Jay, still crying softly, finally nodded. His head rested against Kai's shoulder, and for the first time in a long while, he let himself feel safe.